Fourth Gate of Hell – Gate of Eternal Wailing
A small glowing portal flickered open. Wind howled from its center as Aria stepped out, her long hair fluttering wildly. Behind her, Hulk emerged, towering and silent.
Before them stood a massive stone gate — cracked, ancient, and carved with a serpent coiled tightly around a pole. The moment they arrived, distant cries echoed through the air, a chorus of endless torment.
Aria flinched. "W-What is that sound?"
Hulk stared at the gate. "Welcome to the Fourth Gate of Hell — the Gate of Eternal Wailing."
Her face paled. "You mean… all that screaming… it's from tortured souls?"
He nodded. "That's just how it is here."
"Nope!" Aria spun on her heels. "Let's skip this one. Come on, Hulk. Next gate!"
But Hulk had already stepped back into the portal. "See you later."
"Wait—!" She reached out too late. The gate shimmered... then vanished.
